So, we got to the consignee, and after checking in with the security guard, who was apparently in a state of permanent unhappiness, I followed the guard's directions to the drop lot. On the left are the rows of trailers that we are dropping our trailer in. On the right are the warehouse docks with a few trailers in them. After setting up for the back just as my trainer had officiously instructed, I got out and observed as he demonstrated how (not) to back. I admit, I watched with some self-satisfaction as the truck brushed against a trailer-stand by the docks. He obviously didn't see it when we pulled into the lot and set up, but I stopped him before he actually ran over it. I've decided that we each have our own style of backing and I've accepted that. I'm not sure that my trainer has.
After a week of consistently receiving pre-plans, our luck has run out. We don't know where we'll be going next, so we get to sit here until dispatch sends us a load assignment. I'm holding out hope for a load heading back east so I can get home for a couple of days. We shall see.
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